My heart hasn’t ached in awhile. Not for the past anyway, and not for what I “can’t see” in the future.
Still, one year ago today, my heart was aching. I was trying to convince somebody (anybody) that I “knew” truths I couldn’t really have known then, and reading what I wrote….well, it makes my heart ache. I still remember those days, those days (months, years) leading up to the end, the final end. At the time, I would have given anything to feel the way I feel these days.
Except right now, for some reason, my heart aches.
July 16th, 2009.
It is with deep rooted passion that I believe in the underlying truth. Nobody knows those “dark and twisty” parts of me, the parts without soul and kindness…nobody but him anyway. It works both ways really, weaving around and around until you’re back to where you started.
At the beginning of my life.